Dispair

Despair
I feel the sun.
The warmth does not penetrate.
I see the light.
The darkness remains.
I’m surrounded by people
And lonelier than ever.
I am aware of my good fortune.
However, I can’t pull myself together.
I fracture apart.
Spiraling further down.
No way out.
Trapped in a hell of my own.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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